The Final Word

And so unfolds the final word
dreaded now by all passing feet
mindful of the haunted tales
of an old street where the wind howls

The well meaning, young feet brushed past
and so unfolds the final word
wreaking havoc at the old street
clueless in the wake of the storm

Beautiful words of silent tears
at last make a terrible cry
and so unfolds the final word
narrating an old forlorn tale

There was love, only to be mocked
a cry, only to be muted
and some hope,only to be lost.
And so unfolds the final word